A Quick Synopsis of the Day

My mom encourages me to try to write just a snippet each day. Even if it's just to say what I did (that day). So, here goes:

Got our Christmas letter finished. I'm running late on those (the cards), as usual.

Prepped most of the day for friends coming over for dinner and the evening . . . but the snow kept them at home. We'll try for tomorrow night or Monday night . . . whichever is better, weather-wise. The pie is finished (Chocolate Velvet) and in the freezer, the pickled salad is marinating (oops, T, you're not a pickled-stuff lover, are you?!), and the dip is made for the veggies.

As the video I posted suggests, the plow truck broke down yesterday about a mile from home. Considering Tom had just finished a big plow job several miles from home (and quite remote), it was good "timing" that it happened just less than a mile from home. We don't know what it is, but the engine sounds HORRIBLE when you try to turn it over. Someone suggested it was the tranny . . . to which I said, "That's okay! We had it rebuilt in February and we have a 1-year warranty on it!" Unfortunately, the friend then said, "Yeah, but I'll bet plowing negates the warranty." Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me . . . .

Same above-mentioned-friend came over this morning to help Tom get the back-up plow truck going (which they did) and the Subaru going (which they did) and then tow the broken-down truck about 20 miles to our mechanic (which they did). We are SOOOO lucky to have our mechanic live so many miles outside of town . . . on OUR side of "outside of town"! (Although, this took the guys all morning which shot their planned day of downhill skiing all to hell.)

The snow came down as snow-globe snow all day. It was beautiful! When Tom and I went out to do chores late tonight, we were fairly shocked at how much we'd gotten! Very, very fluffy, but probably about 8", I think? Thank goodness for the back-up plow truck. (Sorry, Mom and Dad, you can't borrow it quite yet!) Oh, and, the good, new 9' plow is now detached from the (newer) plow truck and sitting alongside the road . . . a mile away from home. We're not too happy about that, but there were no alternatives. Anyone have any great suggestions for getting it home?

That's the day. It's 12:45 AM, I'm tired, and I have a piece of celery stuck in my tooth, giving me a toothache. Hate it when that happens.